Eetu closes the door behind Theric. Iada leads him, "I don't really tend to her, but I think you would know better." They go downstairs to a dining room on the first floor. The servant knocks on the door, "Adina, are you there?" A female voice, neither sharp nor soft answers, "Yes. What is it?" The servant opens the door, revealing Theric to the lady sitting at the table. She wears her tunic and also wears an outer coat.
Instantly, her face fills with rage, pressing her lips together as she walks briskly toward Theric. Though he has fought in many harsh battles across Yuropana, he still hasn't gotten used to the cold, hard slap to the face right on his cheek that a livid woman gives to him. He sits, stunned for a moment, the sudden noise of the slap blurring out the first sentence. As he focuses, he realizes though she is not crying, she is still shouting through tears, "You don't even know how [unknown] you did and I [unknown] can't believe you [unknown] and all without [unknown]..." This goes on for minutes, as her anger slowly fades into increasingly bitter cries, the already hardly intelligible phrases barely understandable through choking sobs. Eventually all that remains is her hardly standing there, leaning on him and crying into his chest, weakly banging her fist against his chest in a last futile protest.
"I mean no offense, but it seems no matter how many times I say it, you people here don't understand what I say when I mean I
don't know." A crack in his attempt to not let his subtle seething is all that was needed for the passive aggressive comment to slip. But he simply grunts, and doesn't press.
When the door is opened and he sees Adina, he enters in with a bit of cold professionalism that certainly isn't going to lend him many points. That's especially as she comes towards him in a fury.
Theric's head turns with the smack, the sound of the woman's hand against his comparatively much rougher cheek clapping out and sending his brows rising. Maybe in other circumstances the feeling would be taken a lot worse, but considering all he's been through in the past month of travelling- and now finding himself on a strange land? It's a little nostalgic.
The foreign warrior grunts, turning his head back down as he stares at her with furrowed brows- more troubled than angry. He was never good with this sort of thing, but maybe he can use his time here to practice that a bit. Besides, it's not like he plans on staying for long. Theric waits for her to finish, the knocking of her balled up hand against his chest causing his gaze to look between the light hits and her crying face.
Setting his hand upon her head, he strokes and pets her a bit with a flat look. He looks over to Iada, and gives him a look that clearly implies he'd rather him leave if he's still there. "I'm sorry." he says to her, his words made simple. "I only learned far too late that I've done wrong. I was--" There's a pause, and he correpts himself, "
Am ignorant... Of just about how everything works here. I caused you a lot of trouble, and when you were with me I wasn't entirely there."
Tilting his head to the side, Theric twists his lips a bit, "But I'm here now, to listen and try to do things proper if you'll let me."
Meanwhile, a much simpler thought runs through Theric's head.
'Someone loving kill me.'